Unbearable Passion - Exposed: Billionaire Erotica Romance (Unbearable Passion series Book 3) by Scarlett Avery Page B
Authors: Scarlett Avery
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up with friends. You’re going to need the energy when I get back because I’ll be craving your body.” He suggestively raises his eyebrows.
“I could use an afternoon at the spa to deal with this jetlag.”
“Done! I’ll make sure to leave you enough.” He smiles as he gets up from the chair and jumps back into bed with me. “I’m trying to get my assistant to book a flight for later in the afternoon so we can have lunch together before I leave.”
“You want me to stay until after lunch?” I say jokingly.
“Not if you have a better offer.”
“You’re in luck. I happen to be free.”
He starts kissing my back and I shiver.
“Since lunch is hours away, we could enjoy a lazy morning in bed.”
“You don’t strike me as the type who lingers.”
“I’d stay here all day with you by my side.”
His phone rings, he gets up, looks at the number and announces, “I have to pick up, it’s my assistant with my flight details.”
When Bryce ends his conversation, he looks bleak and worried.
“Was she not able to book a flight for this afternoon?”
“No. I mean yes. She got me a flight, but she also informed me that Derek Chamberlain’s wife just called to say he’s been rushed to the emergency room. He had a heart attack. Derek is my CFO. I hope he’ll be okay.” Bryce looks so concerned.
“I’m sure he’ll be okay if they can deal with this early on.” I try to reassure him as best as I can.
“You’re probably right. I’m sure he has nothing to worry about. You know what, get dressed while I call Derek’s wife and then let’s hit the town.” Bryce turns his attention back to his iPhone without waiting for an answer from me.
I get up, take a quick shower and get myself ready. I decide to wear one of the suits I wore in Paris. I’m not sure what he has in mind, but since I love every one of the pieces he bought me, I just want to flaunt them a little.
By the time Bryce gets ready for his own trip back to the West Coast, it’s nearly time for lunch.
“I asked the concierge to make reservations for us at noon sharp at Betony. It’s also in Midtown and it will allow us to get back here and spend some time together before I head off to the airport. A car is waiting for us downstairs.”
After dating so many men who could barely figure out their right hand from their left, it’s reassuring to be with a man who is so decisive. I always feel safe when I’m with Bryce and I know he’ll take good care of me. My mother often said to my sister Ciara, To be in love, yes, but to find someone who can watch over you and make you feel safe no matter how successful you are as a woman—that’s golden. Very few men will ever be able to make you feel loved and totally safe at the same time. When you do find him, don’t let him go. I wonder if Bryce is the man who can love me and make me feel totally safe.
“Where are you? You seem so far from me right now. What’s on your mind?” He’s waving his hand in front of my face as if to wake me up.
“I must have been lost in my thoughts,” I quickly reply before adding, “I must still be jetlagged.”
We arrive at Betony,which was named Restaurant of the Year a few years ago by Esquire magazine, and as usual, it’s buzzing with stylish and attractive New Yorkers looking for incredible food.
“Is this your first time here?” The waiter is already busy making sure we enjoy our experience.
“Yes. I’ve wanted to come each time I’m in New York, but never seemed to make it.” Bryce has already answered and he assumes I’ve never been to Betony.
“Actually, I’ve been here a few times,” I gently correct him. “My sister is a lighting designer and she designed the lighting here. We were here for your opening and we’ve come back a few times because she loves the food.”
“Wow! Your sister designed our lighting? I’ve only been here a few months, but everyone keeps talking about our lighting and the creative designer behind
“I could use an afternoon at the spa to deal with this jetlag.”
“Done! I’ll make sure to leave you enough.” He smiles as he gets up from the chair and jumps back into bed with me. “I’m trying to get my assistant to book a flight for later in the afternoon so we can have lunch together before I leave.”
“You want me to stay until after lunch?” I say jokingly.
“Not if you have a better offer.”
“You’re in luck. I happen to be free.”
He starts kissing my back and I shiver.
“Since lunch is hours away, we could enjoy a lazy morning in bed.”
“You don’t strike me as the type who lingers.”
“I’d stay here all day with you by my side.”
His phone rings, he gets up, looks at the number and announces, “I have to pick up, it’s my assistant with my flight details.”
When Bryce ends his conversation, he looks bleak and worried.
“Was she not able to book a flight for this afternoon?”
“No. I mean yes. She got me a flight, but she also informed me that Derek Chamberlain’s wife just called to say he’s been rushed to the emergency room. He had a heart attack. Derek is my CFO. I hope he’ll be okay.” Bryce looks so concerned.
“I’m sure he’ll be okay if they can deal with this early on.” I try to reassure him as best as I can.
“You’re probably right. I’m sure he has nothing to worry about. You know what, get dressed while I call Derek’s wife and then let’s hit the town.” Bryce turns his attention back to his iPhone without waiting for an answer from me.
I get up, take a quick shower and get myself ready. I decide to wear one of the suits I wore in Paris. I’m not sure what he has in mind, but since I love every one of the pieces he bought me, I just want to flaunt them a little.
By the time Bryce gets ready for his own trip back to the West Coast, it’s nearly time for lunch.
“I asked the concierge to make reservations for us at noon sharp at Betony. It’s also in Midtown and it will allow us to get back here and spend some time together before I head off to the airport. A car is waiting for us downstairs.”
After dating so many men who could barely figure out their right hand from their left, it’s reassuring to be with a man who is so decisive. I always feel safe when I’m with Bryce and I know he’ll take good care of me. My mother often said to my sister Ciara, To be in love, yes, but to find someone who can watch over you and make you feel safe no matter how successful you are as a woman—that’s golden. Very few men will ever be able to make you feel loved and totally safe at the same time. When you do find him, don’t let him go. I wonder if Bryce is the man who can love me and make me feel totally safe.
“Where are you? You seem so far from me right now. What’s on your mind?” He’s waving his hand in front of my face as if to wake me up.
“I must have been lost in my thoughts,” I quickly reply before adding, “I must still be jetlagged.”
We arrive at Betony,which was named Restaurant of the Year a few years ago by Esquire magazine, and as usual, it’s buzzing with stylish and attractive New Yorkers looking for incredible food.
“Is this your first time here?” The waiter is already busy making sure we enjoy our experience.
“Yes. I’ve wanted to come each time I’m in New York, but never seemed to make it.” Bryce has already answered and he assumes I’ve never been to Betony.
“Actually, I’ve been here a few times,” I gently correct him. “My sister is a lighting designer and she designed the lighting here. We were here for your opening and we’ve come back a few times because she loves the food.”
“Wow! Your sister designed our lighting? I’ve only been here a few months, but everyone keeps talking about our lighting and the creative designer behind
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